Davina. I went stiff and tried racking my brain for an answer that wouldn't be suspicious. Oh God. What do I tell her? âStashaâŠâ Mother's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. âYes, Mom,â her eyes gave a questioning look. âOh, Mom. It's nothing at allââAre you hiding things?â I could sense the hurt in her voice. I was definitely hiding things, a lot of things but I couldn't tell her that. It might break this fragile bond we're trying to build. âIt's nothing, mom. It's just a plan to deal with the stubborn directorsâ I replied, coming up with a false idea. âOh. I heard they kicked against your appointment.ââYes, Mom. They are not very pleased with me, especially not after I got one of them charged and made the other lose his jobââYou did nothing wrong, dear. They are simply facing the consequences of their actions. **I know, Mom. I know I did nothing wrongâ I was definitely not wrong for bringing that girl King defiled justice. I was not wrong to expose his money laundering c
Davina. I could only stare at him for the first few minutes after he spoke. My mind swam with questions.Was I obvious? But I thought I was discreet, so I wasn't? If he knew, who else did?âMa'amâ Tim's voice snapped me out of my daze. âAre you fine ma'am?â he asked with genuine worry. âHow did you know?â I threw another question at him completely ignoring his own question. âIt was quite easy ma'am,â he said with an air of arroganceâEasy? Really?â I was genuinely scared now. âI grew up running through my mother's maternity clinic, and over time, I watched as she worked. I can easily detect a pregnant woman, ma'am..it wasn't that difficult to figure you wereâ âOh. Your mom handles pregnant women.â I breathed a sigh of relief, his years of experience must have equipped him with eyes very discerning of this whole thing. âYes, ma'am, and in this situation, I could clearly see it was a secret..the panic when I pointed out your pale face was the confirmation I needed,â he said mono
DavinaThe phone fell out of my hand in shock. What did I just read? My heart thumped in fear. âbut whyâ I wondered. I didn't do anything wrong so I shouldn't be scared. But my heartbeat increased frantically as I thought further. I didn't do anything wrong but I didn't do anything right either. Someone out there knows my secret and I haven't even told my parents yet. I looked around the street through the car window even though that was an unnecessary thing to do. Of course, the message sender wouldn't be lurking around, but who is it? How much do they know?. What if they use it against me? I have to do something, but what? I sat there in complete silence until Tim came. He entered the driver's seat and was about to drive when he paused. âMa'am?â He called out, grabbing my attention. âYes,â I replied, trying my hardest to calm my inner turmoil. âDid anything happen?â âWhy do you ask?â I questioned, even though I was sure I looked exactly like something had happened.âYou look
Davina I walked into the grandiose house and the smell of freshly cooked meals wafted into my nostrils. I heard chattering and clinking of glasses coming from the direction of the dining room. I walked there nervously. As I thought, it was just my mother and father having a meal. I breathed a sigh of relief when I didn't see Alex; it seemed my words got to him, and he planned on keeping a distance. âCome join us, child,â Mother urged. I took a seat nervously, contemplating how I'd break the news to them. âGood evening, Mother. Good evening, Father,â I greeted as I grabbed my utensils. The spread looked yummy and enticing but I was far from being captivated. As if on cue, my stomach rumbled. Mother let out a teasing remark. âYou must be so famished your stomach thought to prove the point.â She laughed, and Father chuckled. I only gave her a small smile to be polite. I scooped a portion of almost everything and proceeded to eat in silence. The meal ended and the time I had dreade
I awoke the following morning, dressed up for work, and was getting ready to depart when a knock at the door was heard. Stepping aside in order to open the door, there was Mother standing there looking at me in utter disbelief as if I had two heads, looking up at me and in a questioning tone, saying, âWhere do you plan on going, dressing up in this attire?â"I'm heading into work," I said, bewildered as to why she would even ask.She gazed at me, shaking her head, and said, âYou are not going in for work today; your father and I specifically decided we were going picnicking today as a family.â she smiled. âYou, therefore, are going back into your room and dressing in something more relaxed for a picnic.â. And she turned around and went down the stairs.I returned into the room in order to change my dress, and I realized this was a good means for me to relax after all these months.I picked a pair of jeans along with a crop top before heading downstairs to pack alongside my mother.Des
Davina. I went back to my room and picked a floral dress appropriate for the occasion and still not revealing. After all, I only wanted my family to be privy to my pregnancy. I walked back downstairs, and Mum and I made our way to the car while Father waved us bye. The driver started the engine and slowly drove out of the estate. Mother instructed him to take us round the city first. We drove past different landmarks, and Mother took her sweet time to tell me the story behind all of it. I could see Mom trying her best to make me laugh; she even intentionally made faces and made some of the stories sound funny, and I enjoyed every bit of it. It felt refreshing to be so happy. I could feel myself smiling ear to ear without checking a mirror. I looked at my mother and felt blessed. I remembered when I first arrived at the Stewarts, I cared for, no doubt, and when it all overturned, I had craved for that love that was showered on me, but now I realized it wasn't even all that. The lov
Davina Aunt Cecelia ran some tests and she and mother gisted while we waited for the results. An hour later, the results came and it was certified that my babies and I were in good health. She gave me vitamins similar to the one Tim's mom had given me and instructed me to follow the daily dosage. We exited the building with Mother in high spirits. The driver was already waiting at the entrance when we got there. We entered the far and Mum asked what I would like to do first. I was already tired, but I did not want to ruin her cheerful spirit, so I just asked her to choose. She instructed the driver to take us to the shopping mall. During the ride, she continued her tale telling of certain parts of the city. Astoria was a really big and dynamic place, and even though I was tired, I did my best to listen. The car soon pulled to a stop, and as expected, the mall was another Charez venture. I felt embarrassed of the fact that I didn't even know the exact number of businesses we had an
DavinaI woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and energized. The old is gone and I am ready to welcome the new. I stood up and did the daily exercise routine Aunt Ce recommended for me. My morning exercise lasted for about thirty minutes, after which I proceeded to take my bath. I stared at my reflection in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. My baby bump looked more pronounced and it was shining. I smiled and rubbed it. âYou are no longer secrets, my baby, and now you are safe. I will keep you safe and you have a grandmother and grandfather that'll keep you safeâ I felt a drop of water land on my belly. That was when I realized, I was crying. âPregnancy hormones,â I said out loud with laughter. I got dressed and was now doing my minor makeup on my dresser. I took a deep breath when I was done. It's a new week, a week filled with work. A week to bring everyone to order. I sighed again before picking up my bag and making my way out of the room. I walked down the staircase and we
DavinaThe sunlight streaked in from the window directly into my face. I winced and tried to turn over but something was holding me down. I bobbed my head up and as I guessed. Daniel and Danielle.Both of them lay sprawled on me and the bed at the same time. I gave a small smile before dropping my head back to the pillow. I turned right and as expected, my alarm clock was missing. No wonder I didn't wake up until there was sunlight. I sighed and shook my head. I could bet my two legs that mother put the kids up to this. I decided to sleep back since they had disorganized my schedule already; I might as well make the most of it by resting.I don't know how long had passed when I felt two tiny hands tugging at my cheeks. I opened my eyes slowly but Danielle's voice floated into my ears before I could even open my eyes completely. âMommy, wake upâ âI'm awake,â I said groggily. âGood morning, princess. Happy yesterday's birthday,â I added with a laugh. Elle's reaction was different f
DavinaDaniel soon fell asleep with his head on my chest. I laid him down slowly and tiptoe quietly out of the room. I gently closed the door and headed back to the backyard. The maids were now around and they were packing up slowly. Mother, Father, and Aunt Ce were sitting in one corner, sipping wine while laughing over something I am sure was an old recollected memory. Mom's eyes met mine and I gave her a smile. I looked around for Elijah and Alexander and I didn't have to for long as I saw them standing over the grill, turning meat over with one hand and a wine glass in the other.I was shocked by what I saw as they've always had a silent disagreement all this while. I don't know what beef they have, and they have refused to share, but I am sure they have some underlying misunderstanding they both kept aside to be with me at the same time.âHey boy,â I greeted cheerfully, and I walked towards him. A maid passed me a glass before going about her packing. âThanks,â I said to her w
DavinaThe car slowly drove into the Charez Estate, a place that has now properly become my home. I got out of the car when it parked.With Tim behind me with the cake in hand, I made my way into the living area of the house.âMommy.âA cute little child embraced my legs the moment I stepped in.Danielle.âElle. Happy birthday, my baby,â I greeted, picking her up with a smile.âThank you, Mommy.âDaniel peeked at me from behind the couch, his usual quiet curiosity in his eyes. I crouched to his level and kissed his forehead. âHappy birthday, sweetheart.âHe gave me a tiny smile and nodded, his fingers still clutching his bunny.The living room smelled like grilled chicken and vanilla. Light laughter floated in from the back of the house.âTheyâve been asking for you since morning,â my mom said, walking in with a tray of drinks. She looked relaxed today, dressed in a simple pastel dress with her hair tied back.âDid I keep them waiting too long?â I asked, brushing Elleâs curls from her
DavinaI stared out the window of my office, the bustling city was full of activities below. It felt like yesterday when I awkwardly called out for my mom that my water broke. The intercom rang at my desk. I turned around and picked it up.âHelloâ âReminder ma'am.â Tim's voice rang out. âYou're picking up the cake for the twinsâ birthday.ââYeah right. I almost forgot. Thank you, Timâ I replied back before hanging up. Daniel and Danielle will be three today. It still felt difficult to believe three years had passed. Three years since I have been divorced, three years since I found my family, and three years since I had my children, that had now become my everything.I glanced at the wall clock above and picked up my bag. It was time for my meeting. I walked out of the office in short, measured strides to maintain gracefulness. Tim joined me and trailed behind as I walked out of the office. The team stood up to greet me, and I have been able to build a good rapport with them over t
DavinaThe discharge papers came faster than I expected. One minute, the nurse was saying, âMaybe tomorrow,â and the next, she was handing me a file with my name on it and a list of instructions Iâd already forgotten.I nodded through all of it, even though I felt like I hadnât learned anything. Formula guidelines. Bath temperature. How to tell if somethingâs wrong. It was all a blur.The only thing I really heard was, âYouâre cleared to go home.âHome.With Daniel and Danielle.A nurse helped me dress them. Iâd packed their clothes but forgot which was for who. She figured it out and just did it for me, then helped me buckle them into the car seats. I checked each strap twice. Then a third time.Mom and Dad were already waiting outside. Dad had installed the car seats that morningâthank Godâbecause I couldnât have done it.âYou okay?â Mom asked as I stepped out.I didnât answer right away. I was standing there with two babies and a hospital bag and had no real idea what came next.âI
DavinaI didnât really sleep. I mightâve closed my eyes a few times, maybe drifted off for a few minutes here and there, but nothing stuck. Every sound made me jolt upright. Every grunt, hiccup, whimper. I kept checking to make sure they were still breathing, still warm, still real.They were right there beside me. Two bassinets. Two tiny humans wrapped like miniature burritos. Mine.It still didnât make sense in my head.A soft knock came. A nurse walked in, clipboard in hand, giving me a practiced, polite smile.âGood morning, Davina. Just doing rounds.âI nodded. âMorning.âShe moved over to the twins. Quiet, efficient. She said something under her breath while reading their tagsââBaby Aâ and âBaby B.â I hated that. They werenât just letters.She looked at me as she checked their vitals. âHave you decided on names yet?âI hesitated, even though I already had. I just hadnât said it out loud to anyone but my parents.âYeah. Daniel and Danielle.âHer smile softened. âSweet. Matching n
DavinaThey didnât come in right away. My parents waited until the nurses finished their checks and left the room. Aunt Ce had stepped out too. Probably to give us space. Or maybe she just needed a break. Honestly, she deserved one more than I did.The door opened again a few minutes later. My mom came in first, then my dad. They didnât rush to speak. Just stood near the door, taking it all in. Like they didnât know where to start or if they were even allowed to.I didnât say anything either. I was holding both babiesâone on each sideâand I still hadnât fully wrapped my head around the fact that they were mine. That they were real. That they were here.âYou okay?â Dad asked quietly.âYeah,â I said, then added, âTired.ââYou did good,â he said. âReally good.âMy mom stepped closer. She looked down at the twins like she couldnât believe they existed. I wasnât sure I believed it either.âThey look like you,â she said.I didnât see it. Maybe the nose. Or the mouth. But I didnât argue.She
DavinaNo one tells you what âtime to pushâ really means. They say it like it's a line in a play. But thereâs no script for this.I looked at Aunt Ce, and she gave a small nod. âItâs going time.âI nodded too, because what else do you do? But I didnât feel brave. I felt like I was about to do something I couldnât undo, and everyone was just... letting me.The nurses adjusted things around me, speaking in soft, practiced voices. They told me how to position my legs, how to breathe, and what to expect.One of them said, âWeâll guide you. You wonât be alone.âI didnât even know her name. But I believed her.âTake a deep breath,â Aunt Ce said from the side. âWhen the next contraction hits, weâre going to start.âI nodded again, even though the air felt thin. I didnât say anything. Just waited.When the pressure built again, they told me to bear down. I did. I followed instructions like a student trying to pass a test. I counted in my head the way they said. Three pushes per contraction. T
DavinaI felt it before I saw it.A slow, warm gush down my legs. At first, I thought Iâd just peed myself. Embarrassing, but not the end of the world. Then it hit me.I stood there, frozen. âMom?âMy voice cracked a little.She walked in, glanced down, and didnât even blink. âYour water broke?ââI think so.ââOkay,â she said calmly, already moving toward the closet. âLetâs get changed. Youâll be more comfortable for the ride.ââI thought I still had time,â I muttered, heart pounding.âWeâve had thirty-eight weeks. This is time,â she said, pulling out clothes like this was any other morning.I was still standing in place. âShould I be freaking out?âMom gave me a look. âAre you?ââYeah. Quietly.âShe smiled a little. âThen youâre doing it right.âI changed into the clothes she gave me. Comfortable stuffâloose shirt, soft pants. Nothing hospital-chic, but better than a soaked nightgown. I grabbed my phone out of habit, not even sure why.âYou call the hospital?â I asked.âDriverâs on t